Drenched in Love

Emmanuel smiled bitterly and lowered his head to drink the coffee, trying to hide the disappointment in his heart. When he raised his head again, there was still a big smile on his face, "Sophia, I understand you. But even if we can't be lovers, we still are each others' best

friends, right?"

Sophia nodded, "Brother Emmanuel, you are my brother in my eyes."

Emmanuel put on a smile again and took a sip of coffee. The coffee tasted very bitter, but he didn't realize it.

The two remained silent, slowly sipping their coffee.

After a while, Emmanuel came up of something and looked up to ask Sophia, "Sophia, do you have someone special in mind?"

Sophia shook her head without any hesitation, "No."

Emmanuel breathed a sigh of relief.

'It's okay. Take your time.' Since there was no one else in her heart, he could stay by her side, taking care of her as always. One day, she would know how good he was, and maybe when she went over her shadow, they could be together in the end.

After finishing their coffee, Emmanuel wanted to call Hazel over and the three of them could have dinner together. Sophia refused, "Brother Emmanuel, I am sorry that I have something to do and I have to go back now." Emmanuel didn't insist on having dinner together, "Okay then, I'll walk you to the car."

The sky began to darken and there were more people in the square.

Passing through the bustling crowd, Sophia walked cross the square with flowers on her hand and headed to the roadside, Emmanuel followed her in silence.

Sophia unintentionally looked up, but suddenly saw a car not far away, which was very familiar to her. She slowed down her pace to look at the car more carefully when the car suddenly drove away with the fastest speed. Sophia's heart trembled, should it be... Maybe I saw it wrong.

Emmanuel noticed that something was wrong with her and looked at the direction where she looked at, but only saw the hustling crowd and traffic, nothing special, "Sophia, what's wrong?"

Sophia came back to her senses, "Nothing... nothing."

The two continued to walk forward, and Sophia could not help but glance at that direction again. There was nothing. She told herself in her heart, "I must see it wrong, it's nothing."

But she still felt quite uneasy in her heart, it seemed as if she was got caught by her husband when she was cheating on him behind his back.

Sophia heavily shook his head and tried to shook away this absurd thought in her mind.

When they stood by the roadside, Sophia stopped her pace, "Brother Emmanuel, I should go now. You should go back as well. You are injured, you need to rest."

Emmanuel nodded his head.

Sophia opened the car door to get in, one foot had already stepped in when Emmanuel reached out and grabbed her wrist. Sophia was surprised and turned to look at him, "Brother Emmanuel, is there anything wrong?"

Emmanuel looked into her eyes and once again said what's on his mind, "Sophia, do you really have to be a nanny at your boss's house? I heard Hazel said that you often injured yourself, probably by accident while doing the housework. Do you have to work at there? I'm also looking someone for help in my barbecue restaurant, and I can pay you for whatever salary your boss pays you."

Sophia smiled and lowered her head, hiding her real emotions in her heart, and said, "Brother Emmanuel, I'm used to my job and don't want to jump ship just yet." Sophia took her hand back.

Emmanuel felt a sense of loss, after realizing he was still holding Sophia's wrist, he hurriedly apologized to her and let go of her hand.

Back to the villa, after parking the car in the garage, Sophia took the flowers to the guest room. She found a wine bottle that was seldom used out of the kitchen, filled it with water, and put the flowers into it, then placed it on the windowsill.

When she was about to throw the wrapping paper of the flowers into the basket, Sophia saw some familiar fabrics in it. She did not care about if it was dirty, but picked up the fabrics to check. It was a T-shirt for men.

The day when she had that accident, Emmanuel broke the window from outside to come in to save her, it was exactly the same T-shirt he was wearing that day.

Sophia took out a basin and put it in under the faucet to catch the water, then threw the T-shirt in it and put some laundry detergent. This was Emmanuel's T-shirt, it could not be thrown directly in the basket, she had to wash and dry it and then send back to Emmanuel.

...

After kicking Sophia out of the president's office at noon, Stephen drank several cups of coffee to calm himself down. After signing the documents on his desk, he left directly from the office and did not go back in the afternoon.

He drove aimlessly on the road, not knowing where to go, just driving around randomly. In the evening, he drove near a square, he originally planned to get off the car for a walk on the square. He just stopped the car, intended to open the door and get off, but only found Sophia was holding a bouquet of roses on the other side of the square. She seemed very shy and slightly lowered her head.

Beside Sophia, he saw Emmanuel as well. He tightened his grip on the steering wheel, cursed, "Sophia, you are really good at letting me down!"

It seemed that his gaze was too sharp, even they were far away from each other, Sophia still felt a sense of coldness and looked around. Stephen pursed his lips, started up the engine, stepped hard on the accelerator, and drove his Bentley to leave at the fastest speed. He told himself in his heart that it was not an escape, he just did not want to see her again. This kind of ungrateful woman, a woman of easy virtue, he would never cast a look at her again.

But deep inside his heart, he clearly understood that he was escaping something, but not to escape from Sophia, but to escape from his own true feeling. He knew there were some feelings deep inside his heart that he was trying to escape, and he knew what the resentment and hatred that he felt meant to him. Only that he did not want to admit it, nor to accept it.

After saving Sophia from her suicide, he already felt sorry to Jessie. If he took her as his... he would be doomed.

After driving around the city center again, Stephen went back to the Berry villa. When he drove in, he saw the light on in the room belonging to Sophia, Stephen's heart filled with joy.

She did not go out with Emmanuel later, she came back.

He continued to drive in, and as it got closer to the guest room, Stephen saw the bouquet of roses that Sophia had put in a wine bottle from the window. The image that Sophia was shyly holding the flowers in the square appeared in Stephen's mind again. Stephen's anger came up again, on the other side, Sophia just finished washing the T-shirt. She was about to hang it on the balcony, but thinking of the cold gaze she suddenly felt at the square, Sophia took a hanger, put a rope in front of her window, and hung Emmanuel's T-shirt on it.

Looking at the T-shirt, she smiled slightly, "It's done. When it's dry, I can return it to Brother Emmanuel."

Sophia raised her hand to wipe the sweats on her forehead and turned around. She did not notice that all this, just was saw by Stephen.

When she went back to the bathroom to wash her hands, a vague pain came from her belly, Sophia frowned, and pressed her belly with her hands, forcing herself to walk to the bed and sit down.00000